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Are The Angels Watching Over Me Tonight
The Angels watching Over Me Tonight.
Curled up in bed I cannot sleep tonight.
My eyes fixed on the little bit of light.
Hoping I don't hear creaking on the stairs.
And the light disappears and he is standing there.
I am praying he stays far out of sight.
I hope the angels are watching over me tonight.
Nataiella (1972) Childhood Memory and Event
Monday 2nd December 2024 2:34 pm
The Children With No Voice
The Children with No Voice.
We are the hidden children who have no voice.
Unable to the decide or make our own choice.
When we speak or shout, we are never heard.
Plain denial always with all our words.
We are all wards of the national state.
Placed in a so-called appropriate and safe place.
Where we should be nurtured and cared for.
Where we should feel we are pr...
Tuesday 12th November 2024 9:28 pm
Am I a Culprit or Am I a Victim.
Am I The Culprit or Am I The Victim.
Is the glass half full or is it half empty.
Is there nothing or is there plenty.
Am I contented or am I hungry.
Am I at peace or am I angry.
Is the world happy or is the world sad.
All the people good or are the people bad.
Am I wanted or am I abandoned.
Am I believed or am I under suspicion.
Was I ever needed or was I ...
Wednesday 23rd October 2024 10:52 pm
Mummy`s Love (Hidden in Anger)
Mummy’s Love. (Hidden in Anger).
I can feel my mummy's love I know it's in there somewhere.
As the hands rein down on me, I know somewhere inside she cares.
I can feel my mummy's love even though it's hidden in despair.
I know she has a lot of love to give but the anger is always there.
I can feel my mummy's love as my ears ring with a bout of insulting words.
I am sure...
Friday 4th October 2024 1:34 pm
Billy No Mates
I've told you before stay clear of that
Boy if you ask me there's
Something wrong there
Turning up to school on his own not a soul
Knows a thing about him he's a
Right mystery
(Stand still when I'm
Talking to you) he may be good at
Maths and yes' he's
Tiny but he's always fighting he's
Beaten kids much
Bigger he made mincemeat of Jimmy
Cummings its autism if you...
Sunday 31st May 2020 12:13 pm
You made me do it
You're so impossible
you are selfish
you are difficult
you cause me so much trouble
I've only got this angry with you
you provoked me
you're unreasonable
you aren't like your brother
you never help
I never get this cross with anyone else
you made me hit you
I lost control because of you
you are defective
but I love you
so all is ok
everything is possible with me
I am self full
...
Saturday 8th February 2020 11:20 am
The Parable Of The Wolf And The Lamb
The Parable Of The Wolf And The Lamb.
We are the men of peace, they say,
we hide in plain sight of you all
taking their innocence away.
We simply ask that you will pray
for those who sin and those who fall.
We are the men of peace, they say.
We ask for penance every day,
we prey upon the week and small,
taking their innocence away.
We look after th...
Friday 5th April 2019 11:31 am
The Terror of Physical Education
It seemed you never put down your club
With the handle wrapped in cloth tape.
You patrolled the hallways, playground, and athletic fields
Like a sadistic southern sheriff overseeing slaves.
You thought “abuse of authority” was your job description
As you terrorised children with the constant threat of violence.
Each look, each word, each step you deemed unacceptable
Was met wi...
Tuesday 14th August 2018 8:38 pm
PRETTY PINK
I remain broken
**********
Pretty pink.
Soft, baby pink.
Gentle, rose petal pink.
Full of love, heart shaped pink.
Lipstick for the ladies pink.
Sickly-sweet icing pink.
Prim and proper,
don’t get your dress dirty,
pink.
Pink.
Pink.
Pills.
**********
“You’re such a girl,” he jokes,
As I refuse the offer, of one of his, ‘smokes.’
His eyes alive wit...
Wednesday 24th January 2018 10:18 am
The Mules
I am sorry she feels so angry,
She tried to let it go,
It's all in the past now,
But all she's done is grow.
The memories sit beside her,
Dark pain silently crushes
Nothing to break the fear,
Screams no one will hear.
Remember stinging legs,
Red and raw as silk,
Smacked and beaten badly,
Long gone the mothers milk.
Why did you do it child?
You always break the rules.
Simply...
Monday 22nd May 2017 2:55 pm
Ghosts Of Monsters
Monsters...Everywhere are the ghosts of monsters
Demons to posses the spirit and rip the heart from it's cavity
Ghouls reaching to drag the innocent by their hair to their cave of depravity
Clenched teeth and tight fists fight to never let them in
Smallest thing opens the door to nightmares
Authority gives the definition "to be feared"
Belts, clothes hangers, raised hands
Jog in place a...
Tuesday 18th October 2016 7:25 pm
SACRIFICIAL WINE
Men with feasting eyes
look up to fill the cup
look down to hopeless strangers
look to seeding thighs while
tucked up in their beds
in dreams of sweat and horror
as light stays low
through window traps
and bloated thoughts entwine
the flesh like celandine
despoiled by salty hands
foraging with desperate lust
the fragile petals of simple trust
a...
Saturday 4th June 2016 9:25 pm
The Unreported Crime
The Unreported Crime
I’ll not forgive,
Not this system of abuse,
For it seems the brightest stars
Be engulfed more ferociously
By the darkness,
It seems such a waste
And no recovery in sight
While psychologists and
Psychiatrists leave their own
Branding to add to the violence,
And still the voices
Persist an onslaught that makes
No sense t...
Tuesday 22nd September 2015 10:45 pm
WANDSWORTH WUFFIAN
Five years and nine months
Can you tell what it is yet?
It's not long enough
So whilst on 'A' Wing
Bend down to pick up your soap
Whilst in the shower
No 'Two Little Boys'
Just 'Jake the Peg's middle leg
Summary justice
A didgery-doo
Try your Kangaroo court sport
It's coming to you
Then why no remorse?
Banged up at portrait's pleasure
L...
Tuesday 8th July 2014 6:21 pm
An Essay On State Sponsored Child Abuse
Ah yes, the sixties! The Beatles, poker dot bikinis, Carnaby Street and Free Love. Yes yes, the sixties with retarded children bum fucked for being put up for adoption! Have I caught your attention oh quiet populous of Britain? Some information came my way some years ago, that children who were put in adoption homes back in the late sixties - early seventies, were experimented on by our own UK Mil...
Wednesday 28th May 2014 1:44 am
The Government Standard
The Government Standard
The band didn’t want to play,
They didn’t want to march
Through streets paved with
Gum and fag butts and poverty,
They didn’t want for glancing
At bloodstains from a
Previous night’s brawl,
They didn’t want for none of it
At all,
But as soon as the note
Struck, they knew their place,
Knew of nothing else
T...
Sunday 18th May 2014 2:18 am
Tender Hearts!
Tender Hearts
1.
I prove myself favoured in comedy,
Not even consciously,
Aside from my own wit
There is a clown of a protégé,
Someone for those to howl at,
Someone to grin at
As they pass my ill gait
Walking streets no longer caring,
And I will never forgive
This curse,
Never forgive the worst
‘They’ made of me!
My guess is, ...
Friday 31st January 2014 1:48 am
An Ode To My Bro
Ode To My Bro
A personal homage!
You’re my brother!
And it’s sad that you don’t come round
For offerings of food –
Perhaps a Sunday roast,
It’s always got to be at your home
Or neutral ground,
And the coldness
Is like that of stone –
Polished to a high degree of status,
But I’m your brother man –
And though we fought like
Cat a...
Thursday 31st October 2013 11:05 pm
Daniel In The Hyena's Den
Daniel In The Hyena’s Den
his limbs break like sticks
and these protectors
these vermin
hurt him
he has no more dreams
only the lonely nights
locked in the room
where pain will come
with demon eyes.
others
see a thin child
nothing more
but much less
in soul
they justify
their negligence
by quoting
numbers
pr...
Thursday 1st August 2013 10:55 am
My work recognized by the Child Abuse Monument in Canada
The video of my Poem 'Our Silence', my hand print and my Book 'Whispers From Within' that will be placed inside the Child Abuse Monument in Canada, is featured front and centre on the StoryProject page, on the Child Abuse Monuments website. My work has been recognized by them before, and by the main person who created the Monument: a Dr. Michael C. Irving. I was also asked to do a little video ...
Sunday 9th October 2011 10:32 am
'The world of silence and the silence you shame'
The World of Silence and the Silence You Shame
The world is full of abusers
The minority are here to be abused by you
Mustn’t disobey
Mustn’t tell
Or you will be abused by others
In the name of
Love, care, help or treatment
It’s not the real abusers
That create the worse reasons to be silent
It’s you and what you do
That creates the world of shame and silence
I must...
Saturday 4th June 2011 2:46 pm
'Lifer'
'Lifer'
My crime was being born
For which they punish me for
Yet it is the one thing
I cannot feel guilty about
It could not be my fault
Being born was not my choice
I obviously was not here
When that choice was made
Yet they punish you for it
Just like everything else
That they do
We are punished
For their crimes and sins
We carry ...
Monday 30th May 2011 6:29 pm
'The Ranting Post'
The Ranting Post
It’s a rant
A post that’s down
Well this post might seem a bit down
But it’s the truth
Recent cases of child abuse
The result for the abuser
The end result for the abused
The never ending result for us
Same old, same old
Like me, like us, like them
You could write a poem about it
We have
You could write a book about it
We have
You could make...
Friday 13th May 2011 9:27 pm
Live at the UK Rally Against Child Abuse 2010
This was held on the 7th August in Trafalgar Square, London. I read out my poems 'Someone Once', 'Familiar News', 'Within the silence', 'So sad WAS I', 'It was silence NOT defeat' and 'Beyond the silence'. This video is thanks to 'Truth and Hope's YouTube channel (one of the rally organizers). I would like to thank both organizers 'Cross of Change' and 'Truth and Hope' for making sure the event...
Wednesday 11th May 2011 10:38 pm
'The Rock'
‘The Rock’
I crawled from under a rock
To be here today
It seems so harsh to say
From so very far away
From my comfort zone
My rock, my home
I was only doing what you wanted
You wanted me to be seen
And not heard
You know it well enough
So it’s not so absurd
But to you it seemed
so easy
You could block me out
Easy peasy
But every now and then
The others heard...
Friday 6th May 2011 11:47 am
'The art of being Lonely'
'The Art of Being Lonely'
Loneliness is Ugly...
Loneliness is a world full of people
Yet still being alone
Loneliness is a room full of people
Close
But never could be further away
Loneliness is finding it hard to say
“I am lonely”
Loneliness is not to be shared
Loneliness is the sharing of it...
But to still be lonely
Loneliness is in an over populated world
...
Thursday 28th April 2011 3:54 pm
'Family Ties'
'Family Ties'
Family ties
Not meant to despise
Not meant to cover the lies
At one time, bringing you together
A thought:
‘It would last forever’
But not in a world of abuse
Deflected, rejected
Used to blame you
Family ties
Ties you up in knots
Oh the pain by them
Soon forgot
Na, na, na, na
Concealed
Beaten down
So you don’t ...
Thursday 28th April 2011 10:52 am
My Book 'Whispers From Within'
Below are the three reviews on the back cover. But first my own words that are also on the back cover:
...
Tuesday 26th April 2011 11:06 pm
'So sad WAS I'
This next piece is from one of the only times I rang a helpline (the Samaritans). It to me expresses the difference helplines can make, and raises awareness of them. Check out the video on my accounts of it too. Its due to be published in the next RRRants anthology.
'So sad WAS I'
I dialled a number
A soft voice spoke
And talked gently
I spoke tentatively at first
But the...
Tuesday 26th April 2011 5:01 pm
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